1, it's already a hundred feet of ice on the cliff, and there are beautiful flowers.
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.
4. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded.
6. There is no doubt about mountains and rivers, and there is another village.